There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

Before the fireworks had burst into bloom, not far from the hotel, in a civilian housing area.

"Someone sent a message?"

The person in charge was originally interrogating the Mist Soldier when suddenly a warrior left behind at the base crept over and informed the two of this news.

The adjutant raised an eyebrow, full of surprise, "From the hotel?"

That guy hadn't been killed by the Capital Commandant yet?

And he'd managed to find a tool to pass on a message?

The person in charge's eyes lit up as he asked hurriedly, "Is it news from Yao?"

"Not sure, the person who delivered the message seemed to be a hotel server. He said someone threatened him to come out and pass on the message; the person is a doctor."

"That must be Yao!" the person in charge exclaimed excitedly.

He was familiar with every spy list that entered District 13 and, naturally, the identities they generally used.

The adjutant mused, "Since he sent someone to deliver a message to the base, he must have discovered something new about the situation inside. We should also temporarily retreat. The search nearby is getting stricter."

The snipers who had been arranged at the vantage points had already retreated. If they didn't leave now, they would probably encounter trouble later.

So, the three of them hoisted up the paralysed Mist Soldier and quickly left the area under the cover of night.

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The base was set up in a corner on the edge of the city district.

This place could almost be considered a slum, with more complicated routes than the civilian areas of the Central City District, but it also offered better concealment.

Inside the house, the Male Waiter looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears, "I've given you the thing, why won't you let me go? That guy said he was waiting for me to get back."

However, the black-clothed people surrounding him were unmoved.

The Male Waiter sat in the chair in the middle of the room, flanked tightly by six people who kept a close watch on him and didn't allow him to leave.

The reason for this tight guard was mainly that the man had almost sneaked away when they weren't paying attention, with quick speeds and elusive movements, but fortunately, the person lurking in the shadows reacted quickly and subdued him.

Until the captain brought back news, the messenger naturally couldn't leave.

The Male Waiter slumped in despair onto the chair.

After not waiting long, rhythmic knocking sounds came from the door, and one of the black-clothed individuals inside hurried to open it.

The three streamed in one by one, with the adjutant carrying the knocked-out Mist Soldier.

"It's you," the adjutant said, raising an eyebrow when he saw the Male Waiter.

The Male Waiter looked at him with a constipated expression.

The two had previously had a one-sided fight on the third floor of the hotel, and now, he had actually ended up in the other's base camp, which was truly like walking into a trap!

The Male Waiter covered his face in collapse.

The adjutant dropped what was in his hands and walked over to grasp the waiter's shoulder firmly, laughing, "Hey, this is really meeting on a narrow path, and it's you who came to deliver the message. What's the matter, did that guy get a hold on you?"

After all, at that time, he was rushing to the public restroom to fetch the map, leaving Doctor Kong and the hotel server in room 303 alone.

The only thing that made the adjutant curious was how Doctor Kong had managed to persuade this person to come and deliver the message.

Feeling the pain in his shoulder, the Male Waiter grimaced, "Anyway, I've already delivered the thing. You all can look at it yourselves. I had an agreement to go back."

"Now the hotel is surrounded by Sky Net. Are you sure you can still be alive if you go back?" the adjutant jeered.

"..." The Male Waiter looked aggrieved.

"Doctor Kong didn't leave with you?" the person in charge asked at this point.

"He said he had things to do, didn't tell me more. I don't know anything," the Male Waiter pouted.

Hearing this, the person in charge said no more and instead opened the dirty and slightly damp rag that obviously was grabbed in a hurry.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

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A piece of oilpaper was wrapped inside the rag, along with a silver ring.

The purpose of the ring was unknown; the person in charge first unfolded the oilpaper, scanning the dense lines etched into it by some sharp object.

After looking over it with a grave expression, the aide-de-camp reached out to take it and began to read it directly in front of the male waiter.

The male waiter sneaked a glance, and though he couldn't understand it, he suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

Wait a minute!

He suddenly realized that these chaotic yet orderly lines resembled those he had copied behind the restroom door. So this was indeed some kind of code?

Sheesh, just one look at this code is enough to give you a headache.

Once the aide-de-camp finished reading, the smirk that was previously on his face had disappeared, and he said gravely, "It was indeed right for us not to act; the consequences of attacking now would be unimaginable."

The person in charge asked anxiously, "What do we do now?"

"Send more people out of the city, head northwest to contact the Green Mist Corps, and start by wiping out the troops in the Ninth District!" the aide-de-camp made a decisive call, slapping the oilpaper down on the table fervently.

"Would the people of Green Mist be willing to cooperate?" the person in charge asked with a slight frown.

"The ring should suffice; the bargaining chip is to help them recover District 10," the aide-de-camp said indifferently. "They're currently between a rock and a hard place; they're out of options and will agree."

"Good!"

The person in charge responded and immediately took the ring to arrange for people.

The male waiter watched silently as the group of secret agents went into action, then raised his hand weakly, "Can I go now?"

The aide-de-camp turned back, grinning and slinging an arm around his shoulder again, "Of course, I'll go back with you this time."

No longer wanting to ask why this person also wanted to go back, the male waiter said uncomfortably, "No need, I can go back on my own. Let's say our goodbyes here and never meet again!"

Cling!

The aide-de-camp's hand on his shoulder flicked out a finger knife, just close enough to his neck.

Male Waiter: "..."

The male waiter earnestly said, "From now on, wherever you go, I will follow. I won't leave your side for a moment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a notification sound echoed in his mind.

[Player triggered special side quest: Glory of the Radiant Corps (details).]

Male Waiter: "..."

Damn cat illness!

How did he end up becoming one of the Radiant Corps?!

He was only supposed to deliver a message, yet somehow he managed to get himself sent out. The male waiter opened the quest details with an odd look on his face, and the first condition for completion nearly made him spit out blood!

[Assassinate the Capital Commandant of District 13.]

Tired, just let it all end!

The male waiter collapsed in his chair, devoid of hope, as the aide-de-camp shook his shoulder, "Really? Didn't you just say you'd stick with me?"

Seeing the man still ashen-faced, the aide-de-camp couldn't bother with him anymore and turned to instruct the person in charge about the remaining matters.

The main reason the aide-de-camp also wanted to return to the Five-star Hotel was to meet with the Capital Commandant.

With a great enemy at hand, the Radiant Corps needed to cooperate temporarily with District 13, and the matter of dividing the spoils after cooperation would have to be hashed out properly.

Even the possibility of being shot dead while seeking cooperation is a problem to be wary of.

In this situation, the stance of the Green Mist Corps was particularly important!

As for the Ninth District lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike, their cooperation is not considered since they might already be attacking District 10, so they'll just be wiped out directly.

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